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Title: Not All Presents Are Under The Tree
By: nancy
Pairing: Tony/Gibbs & Abby/Kate
Fandom: NCIS
Rating: R
Warnings: I'll have to call a femslash warning for this one, as well, though it's mild.
Summary: Christmas shmoop of the most appalling nature.

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It was the stupidest and most uncomfortable thing he'd ever done. He'd turned up the temperature to make sure he didn't get cold, the weather having turned frigid the last week or so, but he was still a bit chilled. It was probably more to do with the wait, than the actual temperature. Not a lot scared Jethro, and this didn't exactly qualify, but opening himself up for possible ridicule had never been a favorite thing of his.

"Boss? Where are you?"

Steeling himself, Jethro called out, "In the bedroom!"

It was only a few seconds later that Tony was at the door, in the middle of saying, "I don't know what the...problem with...ah...hi there."

The bright-eyed interest in Tony's eyes went a long way towards reassuring Jethro that ridicule was nowhere on the list of things about to happen. Managing a faint grin, he replied, "I couldn't think of what else to get you."

Yanking his shirt up and off on the walk to the bed, Tony tossed it aside and answered, "This is...definitely one of the best presents I've ever gotten."

"Oh yeah?" Jethro challenged, shifting in the restraints around his wrists. It had been a bitch to get them on himself, but worse was the fact that he couldn't scratch his...

"Oh yeah. An anatomically correct, life sized, action doll. My very own Gibbs to play with," Tony replied, licking his lips as he climbed onto the bed. Straddling Jethro's thighs, one of his hands rested on the big, red bow that was wrapped around Jethro's cock as he continued, "And I really can't wait to unwrap it."

Jethro grinned as Tony's mouth came forward to take his own in a long, sweet kiss.

*  *  *  *

"Oh, sweet!" Abby exclaimed, spinning her office chair in a few circles.

McGee looked over at her curiously. "What?"

"I think Kate got me a new tat for Christmas!"

"Oh?"

Nodding, Abby exited from the email and explained, "She emailed me to meet her at my usual place."

McGee's eyebrows climbed as he asked, "You have a usual place?"

Abby grinned as she stood and grabbed her coat, confirming, "Yep! I'm off, before she changes her mind. See ya, McGee!"

"Ah, have fun?" McGee offered.

She pinched his cheek and dropped a noisy kiss in his nose before replying, "I most definitely will!"

It took longer for her to find a parking spot than to actually get to the tattoo and piercing parlor. Finally snagging a spot three blocks away, Abby grumbled under her breath the whole way there. Stepping inside the small, noisy, but very comfortable and excruciatingly clean shop, Abby found Kate already there, pacing a trench in the floor. Sneaking up behind her, Abby slid her arms around Kate and pulled her in tight. Kissing her just under the ear, she said, "You are the best girlfriend a girl could have."

Kate's smile was a little thin as she turned in Abby's arms and replied, "You don't know what I'm getting you yet."

"I know I'm gonna love it," Abby assured her. "So, you have a specific design all picked out, or what?"

A frown creased Kate's face, then a blush swept over it. "Oh, ah, no. It's not a tattoo."

"Um, you know I'm not really into body piercing though, so what's up?" Abby questioned, with a slight frown of her own.

With an overly bright smile, Kate corrected, "Not on your own body."

It took several seconds to make the connection and Abby could only blame the antihistamines for the lack of mental coordination. When she finally figured it out, her jaw dropped and she squeaked, "You!?"

"Well yeah. I mean, you said that you thought it would be really hot," Kate reminded, almost defensively.

"Well yeah, but, isn't that against regs?"

"I'm not in the military, Abs. Besides, it's not like it'll be visible. I'm sure as hell not going to tell DiNozzo or Gibbs about them."

Abby blinked. "Them?"

Another flush blossomed and Kate replied, "If I'm going to do it, I might as well do it right. You want one in each, or one in my navel and one in my nipple? That's your present. You get to choose."

Abby's hand reached out to check for fever. "Are you okay? Where's my conservative little Catholic?"

Batting away the hand with irritation, Kate snapped, "About to walk out on her girlfriend's fantasy for good, if she doesn't wise up."

"Hey, wait, Kate, I'm sorry. You just took me by surprise, baby," Abby soothed, tugging the other woman into her arms. She nuzzled at the delicate curve of Kate's throat and apologized, "I didn't mean to upset you, honest. I love that you're willing to do this for me, but you don't have to."

Pouting a bit, Kate muttered, "I want to."

A brilliant smile lit Abby's face and she exclaimed, "Fuckin' A! Let's do it. I think you would look so hot with a belly ring and a nipple ring, baby. That way, I can chain you up in a much more interesting way than usual."

Another flush colored Kate's face and she said, "I don't even want to know...not yet, anyhow."

Grinning, Abby kissed her passionately, then pulled back and whispered in her ear, "Wait 'til I show you your present, baby. You're gonna love it."

"Oh?" Kate asked, curious despite herself.

Abby's hands slid down to grip Kate's ass as she murmured, "You're gonna look so fuckin' hot in leather, with that piercing just peeking out for everyone to see at the New Year's party when I show you off."

Kate groaned and buried her face against Abby's throat.

Smirking, Abby said cheerfully, "Merry Christmas, baby!"

*  *  *  *

The best part of Christmas was opening presents and, despite his incredible present of the night before, Tony was up just after dawn and waking his lover with, "It's Christmas! Time for presents! Get up, Gibbs!"

He got a raised finger in return and a pillow dragged over Gibbs' head. Not in the least bit daunted, Tony hopped out of bed, making sure to bounce a lot, despite the pleasant ache in his ass, then hurried to the kitchen to turn on the coffee pot. He'd forgotten to set it earlier than usual, Gibbs' present thoroughly distracting him. While the coffee dripped, he jogged over to the Christmas tree and eagerly started shaking presents.

Socks and underwear in this one. Ooh. A new watch! And what's this...ha! Thought you could fool me but it's a dvd in a different box, Tony thought in triumph. Then he came to a box that he couldn't for the life of him figure out.

"How old are you again?" Gibbs grunted from behind.

Utterly complacent, Tony looked over to find his lover nursing a cup of coffee and answered, "Thirty-two going on ten, why?"

Gibbs snorted. "You going to open that, or what?"

Grinning, Tony tore off the wrapping paper, tossing it aside, and stopped short. His lips twisted into a grimace and he glared at his lover. "Very funny, Gibbs."

"Practical, all things considered," Gibbs replied, very definitely smirking as he walked closer. Tony tossed the helmet at him and, even one handed, Gibbs caught it.

Making another face, Tony grabbed an odd shaped box and held it out. "This one's for you."

Gibbs dropped the helmet beside Tony, set the coffee mug on the table, and kissed his lover before taking the present. He sat behind Tony, his back against the couch, and tugged the younger man until he rested with his back to Gibbs' chest.

Smiling in contentment, Tony rested his head back against Gibbs' shoulder and ordered, "Open it!"

"You're such a little kid, DiNozzo."

But it was said with such obvious fondness, that Tony didn't even bother to correct, or get annoyed with, the statement. Especially when Gibbs' arms wrapped around his waist to get at the box and open the present. Once the paper was gone, Gibbs was silent as he contemplated the gift.

Tony couldn't stop himself from shaking with laughter as he explained, "You can have two mugs of coffee going at the same time. One on each side of the hat."

"DiNozzo," Gibbs growled, tossing the box aside and locking his arms around Tony.

Afraid he might have gone a little too far, Tony replied hesitantly, "Yeah, Boss?"

"I love it," Gibbs said softly, kissing his shoulder and squeezing tight for a long moment. Then he slapped Tony on the thigh and ordered, "Next present!"

*  *  *  *

Kate groaned at the throbbing in his nipple, the unpleasant kind, and tried desperately to get back to sleep. A bounce on the bed made that impossible. As did Abby's insanely cheerful, "Up and at 'em! Christmas day! Time for presents!"

"Ab-by," Kate complained. "Sleep! I'm supposed to sleep in today, remember?"

"That's okay, you don't even need to leave the bed."

That piqued Kate's curiosity enough to roll onto her side to look at her lover and ask, "I don't?"

"Nope. Um, 'cause I only got you one thing besides the leather," Abby admitted.

Kate's eyes widened when a small jewelry box was thrust at her and she forced herself to sit up, ignoring the increased throbbing at the change in elevation. Taking the velvet box, Kate bit her lip as she opened it and then her jaw dropped. Inside was a very tasteful, very discrete, but clearly very expensive, diamond pendant in a gold setting. Blinking at the anxious girl sitting a foot away, Kate couldn't say anything at first.

"Do you like it?"

Kate shook her head seriously. When Abby's hopeful look was crushed, Kate informed her, "I love it. Put it on me?"

"Oh man! You suck!" Abby exclaimed, her hand going to her chest, though she grinned as she said it.

Closing the distance, Abby scooted around behind her and took the necklace, clipping the latch in place. The delicate looking, but actually very strong, chain nestled against the pale skin as if made to be there. Abby kissed the juncture of throat and pendant, then they both cuddled back under the covers by silent agreement.

Still a little overwhelmed by the generosity, and the statement of commitment, Kate just rested her head on Abby's shoulder for a long time, their fingers twined together. Finally she murmured, "Merry Christmas, Abs."

Abby kissed her temple and echoed, "Merry Christmas, baby."

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